You and Shannon relax on the coach, while you pull out your phone to start recording.

“First you all must refer to us as mistress, do you understand that,” Gwendolyn asked.

“Yes mistress,” all the senior’s answered in unison, as looks of fear scattered their faces.

“Next you must answer truthfully any question your mistress’s give you, is that clear,” Donna asked.

“Yes mistress,” the senior snobs replied again.

“Well let’s test that out right now. Rachel how many different guys have you slept with in the past semester, and who was the best,” Donna asked.

The redhead with big boobs swallowed hard as she answered, “10 and Mr.Martin was the best.”

At that both Gwendolyn and Donna started cracking up. “Ok first of all you’re a whore. Second Mr.Martin was your best lay??? The pudgy balding physics teacher??? Please explain,” Gwendolyn said almost through tears.

“I fucked him for an A, and was disgusted every second, but...”

“But...” Gwendolyn taunted her.

“But he loved pinching my sensitive nipples, he played my clit like a fiddle, plus his 9in dick didn't hurt the cause,” Rachel finished, as her hands flew to her mouth in embarrassment.

“Haha you dirty dirty little girl, now why do you go round up all the pledges and bring them here, and also grab Bert and Ernie,” Donna said with a laugh as she watched the redhead’s big ass jiggle out of the room.

“Now I seem to remember a few rude comments were made when we entered. I think a few individuals need to pay for their bitchy outburst,” Gwendolyn smiled. “Sophie why don’t you go lay on your back.”

The brunette wth glasses nervously got on the ground.

“Don’t look so scared Sophie I think you’ll actually enjoy this. See it was no secret to use pledges about your homosexual way, although you had to keep it a secret from our homophobic president over here,” Gwendolyn said pointing in the direction of the blonde in tube socks. “It also became clear that you seemed to have a major crush on our dear president, is this all true?”

Sophie look around terrified before mumbling, “Yes.”

“Ahh gross you fucking fag,” an outburst came from the snobby queen bee of the sorority.

“Well that wasn’t very nice Brittney,” Donna said. “Why don’t you make it up to Sophie by letting her get a little taste of that sweet juicy pussy.”

With those words Brittany began walking over to Sophie. The sorority president’s face was red with a mixture of fear and anger, while it was clear she was trying to do everything in her power to resist. The bitchy blonde squatted down over Sophie’s face. She rested her cilt on the, recently outed, lesbian’s lips, while her asshole was probed by the brunette’s long nose. Without a second thought Sophie got to work. Brittany’s reaction was immediate, a quick squeal followed by a series of high pitch moans that almost sound like one of those tiny annoying yapping dogs barking.

“Jesus is that really the sexual nosies you make, you truly are a bitch,” Gwendolyn laughed. Brittany blushed if possible even harder, but was unable to stop her mini barks.

“So Sophie is that president twat everything you’d hoped it’d be,” Donna asked.

Sophie stopped for a second, much to the chagrin of Brittany, and said, “Actually its been pretty disappointing. Pussy taste like rotten fish, and her asshole stink dominates the whole lower half.”

With that everbody in the room started to break down with laughter.

“Shut up you fucking whores. I didn’t have time to shower this morning, and I didn’t think I’d be getting controlled by some fat losers to have my pussy eaten by some gay fag,” Brittany yelled as her eyes started to water.

“You might want to rethink criticizing individuals that control you, but for now I think we’ll just let Sophie finish you off,” Donna said. “Sophie, the quicker you get her off the quick you get out from underneath that stink pit.”

Sophie immediately got back to work, as Brittany returned to her moaning barks. At that moment Rachel returned with five pledges and two blow up dolls named Bert and Ernie. The pledges just looked on in disbelief, as their once proud sorority president was bouncing up and down on Sophie’s face.

With one last flick of her tongue Sophie sent Brittany into an orgasmic dream. The sorority president howled like a wolf, as cum shot all over Sophie’s face and chest.

“Well now that your punishment for that little outburst is complete time for the real **** to start,” Gwendolyn laughed.